It’s been “Roast the Contractors” Week at Focker’s. There is simply no other way to describe this week’s weather except, “hot.”

Barbarously, ruthlessly, relentlessly… “Dude, I think your camel just passed out…” hot.

Not that the small matter of being sentenced to hard labor in the blazing inferno has slowed the regularly scheduled game of Focker Chess.

While all the Fockers have been unloading trucks, loading trucks, and moving merchandise around and around, the Morrells have been sizzling away, putting up the sixteen-foot walls out back.

Sean demonstrates a building site so hot you could fry a Morrell on it

Doc and crew have been poaching like a bunch of six-minute eggs out on loading dock lane.

Need a little ham to go with those 6-minute eggs?

By the end of the week, the Fast Boys at Morrell Construction had all the warehouse walls framed up and the building is ready for the next step: The part where the gigantic crane comes on Monday to set the roof trusses.

Still life with roof trusses. Ready for all Hell to break loose.